Veneto continued: "You also saw it at the time, Zhuang Yan was still alive after the explosion, and he still carried me out, right? No matter how this physical process happens, as long as the process is reproducible, I will get to the bottom of it and get back the Zhuang Yan that we lost. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Richelieu's movements stopped. She slowly raised her head, tears fluttering on her eyelashes, and twitched and asked, "Really?" Can it really be? ”

Xiao Xuan nodded vigorously: "The reappearance of human beings who have been bombarded to a particle state is a joke made by the laws of quantum mechanics and physics. There is currently only one theory that supports this phenomenon: quantum life. ”

Richelieu opened his mouth and asked, "What study?" ”

Xiao Xuan picked up the eyebrow pencil on the dresser and began to draw stick figures on the tissue: "Quantum lifeology." This discipline is a wild doctrine built on the current maturity of quantum communication technology. It claims that since two entangled quanta can produce a walkie-talkie-like communication effect, then thousands of entangled quanta are connected in series to form a 'quantum entanglement network', which will produce life consciousness. ”

She quickly sketched a network of neurons on a tissue.

"The brain is made up of 100 billion neurons. If a pair of entangled quanta is considered as a single neural unit, then 100 billion pairs of entangled quanta can form a complex neural network like the brain, which will produce mental consciousness. This is the quantum life described by the hypothesis. Xiao Xuan looked up after painting and saw Richelieu's confused face, so he commented: "Quantum—no, let's call it particles: particles are like a citizen; A pair of entangled particles resemble two citizens who can talk; Thousands of chatting citizens form a government with a unique 'character' and 'memory'. And this 'government' is the consciousness of life, because the ideological system of the 'government' is the 'character' of life, and the history and culture of 'government' is the 'memory' of life. ”

Richelieu suddenly realized, clapped his hands and said seriously: "Understood! ”

Xiao Xuan continued: "So 100 billion pairs of entangled quanta may form 'quantum life'. It exists in the microcosm and is a unique life form that is independent of the macrocosm. Just as viruses cannot detect the existence of human beings, quantum life cannot detect the existence of macroscopic life; It is smaller than a bacterium, but better than a god, because it sees the infinitely fine microcosm, it is a witness to the nature of the universe, and if it comes into contact with the macrocosm, it will be like a god descending from heaven and earth, and it will set off a great change. Xiao Xuan described while drawing, then put down his pen and looked up at the stunned Richelieu: "The section chief was vaporized at the center of the hydrogen bomb explosion at 350 million degrees Celsius, and at the same time, he was directly affected by the macroparticle fusion thunder, and his body was instantly shattered to a particle state. If these particles are given extremely high energy levels, they may establish an 'entanglement' effect, thus preserving the Chief's personality, memories, consciousness, and beliefs in the light and light, and turning him into a 'quantum life'. Veneto, who saw the section leader suddenly appear and disappear after the explosion, is most likely an attempt by quantum life to break through from the microcosm to the macrocosm. ”

Veneto was dumbfounded and muttered "That's amazing," but Richelieu muttered in despair: "Angel...... Could this be the angel that Mistress Michael described? When she whispered, she suddenly held her heart in a daze, and asked Xiao Xuan nervously: "So, will Zhuang Yan return to us again?" ”

Xiao Xuan frowned and shook his head, and said: "Even if quantum life is Michael's metaphorical 'angel', in mythological records, angels will not easily descend to the mortal world, unless they are summoned by the prophet. This symbolizes a law: microcosmic life cannot perceive the existence of the macrocosm, just as E. coli is unaware of the existence of the United Nations, in the eyes of E. coli, the intestines and waters are the whole universe. ”

Xiao Xuan paused, and glanced at the two lieutenant colonels with burning eyes: "It's not that the angels in mythology don't want to come to the world, but they can't detect the existence of the world at all. Just as quantum life does not want to break through to the macrocosm, it is that they are not aware of the existence of the macrocosm at all. Therefore, the section manager in the quantum state may be floating in the microcosm like a clueless paramecium, and he can't find his way back to the macrocosm. And if we want to save him, we must act as a prophet who summons angels, help the section leader complete the breakthrough, and guide him to reorganize the body of the macrocosm, so that he can return to us. ”

"Is it possible?" Veneto, who was sitting, stood up involuntarily, his chest rising and falling violently.

"Both of you claim that the section chief has reappeared, proving that the reorganization of the macrocosm of the flesh is valid. Details will not be discussed at this time. Xiao Xuan's heart was surging, thinking that as long as he could see him again, it would be fine.

As soon as Richelieu thought that Zhuang Yan might return to the world, he had a lot of things to say to Zhuang Yan, and when his tears dried, he immediately stood up and couldn't wait to shake Xiao Xuan's arm: "How to guide him?" Tell me! As long as he can come back, I'm willing to do anything. When Xiao Xuan was shaken, the lace skirt of the pajamas swayed gently on the tight thighs, and Veneto's eyes were straight when he looked at it.

Veneto frowned at Richelieu and thought expressionlessly: "If it weren't for the lack of tricks, I wouldn't have begged you for help, it would definitely be a wolf into the room!" She just said, 'I'm willing to do anything', absolutely yes! What else do you want to do to Zhuang Yan, tell me clearly, you dead goblin! ”

But Veneto was calm and did not change his color, and no one could see that she had knocked over the vinegar jar, only to see that she began to issue a task to Richelieu in a serious manner: "You are not allowed to do anything superfluous." You just do what we've told you: we need you to speak formally to the core staff as Michael's messenger of revelation. ”

"What?" Richelieu was caught off guard. It had been a long time since Michael had lost contact with her, and it would have been saddening.

"The above theory is just wishful thinking on my part. Whether it is correct or not, how it is implemented, and the funds and equipment all need the support of the military. Xiao Xuan sat upright, staring expectantly at Richelieu.

"So we need you to whet the appetite of the staff layer." Veneto took over.

"What do you want me to say?" Richelieu's blonde hair twisted, turned his head to look at Veneto, and asked curiously.

"You have to announce to the staff that Michael is back, that she disappeared to kill the prisoner, and that she has made contact with you again now that her purpose has been achieved. The death of the prisoner is proof of this. Veneto whispered word for word.

"But Mistress Michael didn't show up! She's still missing! "Richelieu is in a hurry. Her subconscious doesn't allow her to lie.

"But does it make sense?" Xiao Xuan interrupted Richelieu's words, "What is constructive about Michael's irresponsibly sudden disappearance, leaving you out in the cold and making everything a mystery?" She left enough blanks and caused enough damage. It is better to use her name to fight for more power. Don't forget, Zhuang Yan is a saint chosen by Michael himself, and I don't think Michael will mind if we use her influence to rescue Zhuang Yan. ”

"But......" Richelieu heard the words Zhuang Yan, no longer vehemently opposed, his attitude softened, and he pinched his skirt and hesitated. (To be continued.) )